We had lunch with Ms Bev at NYDC Heeren yesterday. It was fun, I guess. She said she felt like a "babysitter" with a bunch of 13 year olds. I feel so young.
We went to chill at Starbucks after lunch and I saw my cousin! Again! Figures, cause well, he works next door. The only thing seperating Starbucks and his office is a a lousy glass wall.
So I waved to him. And he waved back. He asked if we wanted drinks. I said no. Then Rachael, Gill, Gwen, Eugenia and shit were like, "I want a mango-passionfruit frapp!" "I want a java chip frapp!" I want this I want that. And they wanted me to get my cousin's attention because they wanted free drinks.
At that point in time my cuz was talking to his colleague with his back facing us but we were in clear view of his colleague. So my stupid friends with hyperactive joints waved their hyperactive arms at the colleague. Rachael was almost out of her seat. And so the colleague smiled and waved. We were all laughing because my they were trying to get my cuz's attention, not his.
Anyway, my cousin noticed and asked again if I wanted drinks and my friends were like, "Say YESSS!" So I said okay. He bought 2 mango-passionfruit frapps and 3 java chip frapps and a choc eclair. I felt so bad. I offered to pay but he said it's okay and that he has discount there. SO, yeah.
I found out that he has 50% off. Cool.
Today I saw some pics of PeanutButter and I realise that sometimes I find him really cute, and sometimes not so. And Mervelle said that he has a kinda xD face. I so totally agree! It's really cute. I realised Jam is ugly. Which left me with the question; What the hell was I thinking?
I am sick. I have a cold and a sore throat. Sucks to be me.
I realise that some guys are getting gayer and gayer. Maybe it's just me, I don't know. But let's take PeanutButter for my first example. He likes manga and anime and all that crap. I hate anime. Okay maybe that's not an entirely gay thing. But I detest it anyhow. Er, okay, my unspecified cousin. His mobile's wallpaper is a squirrel, and his display picture on MSN is a bloody baby penguin. I love my cousin though. By the way, he's more than 10 years older than I am.
Okay, how about Marie's well-publicised love interest? I will not mention names here. He has countless pictures of kittens in cups and puppies in hotdog buns on his Friendster profile.
And the worst one of all, my cousin who's 15 this year. He sings Polly Pocket theme songs while visiting the Polly Pocket website. Again, no names.
Need I say more?
I wanna drink Boost tomorrow. Yum.
Yesterday while Gwen, Gloria and Eugenia went into Mango, Gill and I sat at Maccas drinking iced lemon tea and eating passionfruit Gelatissimo. Then this woman, whom Gill thought and still thinks is a man, wearing a tight white tee with no bra sits at the tables next to us. 5 minutes later she's feeding the pigeons and Gill and I have our feet up on the chairs.
Like, EW.
Then the two Indian guys sitting behind us get inspiration from her and start to feed them too and I am entirely grossed out. The bloody birds are everywhere.
I try to give the woman one of those dagger-eyed looks but she just smiles at me.
Bleh.